Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Syria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Mary Jane Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Khruangbin,
La Düsseldorf,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
The Litter,
Fluxion,
Shuggie Otis,
Porter Ricks,
Rakim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultra Naté,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
Quantec,
Bluetip,
Boogie Down Productions,
Surgeon,
John Foxx,
Mandrill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nirvana,
Agitation Free,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Halsall,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pulsallama,
The Red Krayola,
The Fuzztones,
Arab on Radar,
The Evens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Animal Collective,
Zero Boys,
Model 500,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantaleimon,
Barrington Levy,
The Music Machine,
U.S. Maple,
The Fall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camberwell Now,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.